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Peruvian_Devil

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Hey, whats good people? I new here, used to be in canna.com till it got shut off or whatever. Anyways, I like this forum, and I think this thread is ill, there is seldom any music like hip hop,the real hip hop not the other shit.
Check out my youtube page, in my favorites i have hundreds of MCs that everyone should listen to at least once. Some you guys already know but some others you don't, so check it out.
also check out this dude, his page is full of underground MCs. Chances are you already know the account if you search for good hip hop, but if not then enjoy.
 
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Although gangsta rap can be dope, it gets old if I listen too much to it..

To all who think rap is about killin, fuckin and negativity, dis is 4 u!


Gang Starr - Discipline (feat. Total)


[Total]
Mmm
You gotta hold your head up..
Oahh-eahh-oh-ahh, oahh-eahh-oh-ahh
Oahh-eahh ahh-ahh
Oahh-eahh-oh-ahh-oh-ahh-oh-ahh-ahhhh
Oahh-eahh-oh-ahh, oahh-eahh-oh-ahh
Oahh-eahh-oh-ahh
[Guru]
Yo.. just because I want to it don't mean I will
And just because I'm angry it don't mean I'd kill
And just because she looks good it don't mean I'd hit it
And just because I'm horny, it don't mean I'm widdit
Just because I make records, don't mean that I'm gassed
And just because I'm rappin, don't mean I chase ass
Just because I'm whylin don't mean I can't stop
I got discipline baby, and I use it a lot
People, here's somethin that you should be considerin
Things could turn bitter when, you don't use discipline
You might wake up the next day, upset and in fear
Buggin out, yappin bout, "How the fuck did I get here?
Who the hell is this stranger, starin all in my face?"
Now you wishin you hadn't positioned yourself, in that place
Think just in case you shoulda took more precaution
A good time can become a nightmare so often
Like this nigga I know, that met these chicks on tour
They rocked him to sleep, robbed his ass for cash galore
Skated off in the night, without a trace or a hint
Scheamin tantalizin him, dressed up in lace and shit
Caught that kid out there, all high and dumbfounded
Made him think he was gettin some pussy
He just knew he was gonna pound it
Situations like this, will make you think twice
That's why instead of preachin death in my songs, I breathe life
[Total]
Baby won't you take the time (take the time)
Let me know what's on your mind (your mind)
Just because I'm yours don't
 
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Styles P

Styles P

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Quiet_Riot said:
Although gangsta rap can be dope, it gets old if I listen too much to it..

To all who think rap is about killin, fuckin and negativity, dis is 4 u!


Gang Starr - Discipline (feat. Total)


[Total]
Mmm
You gotta hold your head up..
Oahh-eahh-oh-ahh, oahh-eahh-oh-ahh
Oahh-eahh ahh-ahh
Oahh-eahh-oh-ahh-oh-ahh-oh-ahh-ahhhh
Oahh-eahh-oh-ahh, oahh-eahh-oh-ahh
Oahh-eahh-oh-ahh
[Guru]
Yo.. just because I want to it don't mean I will
And just because I'm angry it don't mean I'd kill
And just because she looks good it don't mean I'd hit it
And just because I'm horny, it don't mean I'm widdit
Just because I make records, don't mean that I'm gassed
And just because I'm rappin, don't mean I chase ass
Just because I'm whylin don't mean I can't stop
I got discipline baby, and I use it a lot
People, here's somethin that you should be considerin
Things could turn bitter when, you don't use discipline
You might wake up the next day, upset and in fear
Buggin out, yappin bout, "How the fuck did I get here?
Who the hell is this stranger, starin all in my face?"
Now you wishin you hadn't positioned yourself, in that place
Think just in case you shoulda took more precaution
A good time can become a nightmare so often
Like this nigga I know, that met these chicks on tour
They rocked him to sleep, robbed his ass for cash galore
Skated off in the night, without a trace or a hint
Scheamin tantalizin him, dressed up in lace and shit
Caught that kid out there, all high and dumbfounded
Made him think he was gettin some pussy
He just knew he was gonna pound it
Situations like this, will make you think twice
That's why instead of preachin death in my songs, I breathe life
[Total]
Baby won't you take the time (take the time)
Let me know what's on your mind (your mind)
Just because I'm yours don't
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damn i love gangstarr they need to get back in the booth together again.
 
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Gotta post these dudes, kinda underated

No lyrics, just music

R.A. the Rugged Man - Black and White feat. Timbo King
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lqdms2dEmC8

And Rugged, killin all the blacks on their own tracks, but they dope too though (; Great banger track:

Hell Razah ft. Tragedy Khadafi, Timbo King and R.A. the Rugged Man - The Renaissance
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lnx1qpk4EIY


And Mos, love him, no vid for Sunshine, but hear this:

Umi Says
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CsihHoyqwWY

Speed Law
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=El1mZpv-V4o

U.T.D.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tU6evUnKP9g

The Rape Over
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=srx-Wf5KrzQ


Mos Def - Sunshine

Intro: Mos Def + (Sample)
(Let the sun shine)
Yeah yeah its a brand new day y'all (Let the sunshine in)
Turn me up in the top a little bit dog
Little do you know, y'all gonna hear this one (The suns shinin')
Loud and clear, bright and early
Listen..

(Verse 1: Mos Def)
I don't hate players, I don't love the game
I'm the shot clock, way above the game
To be point blank with you motherfuck the game
I got all this work on me, I ain't come for play
You can show the little shorties how you pump and fake
But dog, Not to def, I'm not impressed
I'm not amused, I'm not confused, I'm not to dude
I'm grown man business, and I am not in school
Put your hand down youngin' this is not for you
On my +J.O.+ with beats by Kan-ye yo
My name on the marquee, your name off the payroll
Style fresh, like I'm still a day old
And it's been like that since the day yo
On more time than a Roley, or Seiko
Step on deck, your neck do what I say so
Get up or get out, get down or lay low

(Chorus 1: Mos Def + (Sample))
(Let the sun shine)
Standing in the shadow of a fabulous man
Brooklyn nigga I am, Black Dante (Let the sunshine in)
That nigga, that dude
Black People, Lets Move (The suns shinin')
Shout out to my man Talib Kweli, yes
We on top-a top-a, shout-a shout-a
Check it out..

(Verse 2: Mos Def + (Sample))
Slim nigga that casts a big shadow
Cherokee red to shoot the long arrow
Got more skill, more aim, and more ammo
You can get it all from a big or small barrel
Like, hail Mary, full of grace
Niggaz come in and shoot up the place
And make you pull up your face
The deck, I'm a pull out the ace
From the jungles of the empire state
where it ain't no escape, 247, 718
And thats like every night, every day
From the place that I settle and stay
To the states, I'm collecting my pay
Blast off then I'm back to the K
Hold it down so my family straight
Represent in a family way
Pro ball not for amateur play
Been raw since the amateur stage
Before the press had the cameras raised

(Chorus 2: Mos Def + (Sample))
(Let the sun shine)
Like a long time man of the way
You understanding me straight (Let the sunshine in)
Yes, yes, no doubt, excellence
Its what it is, what it is
And thats what it is, you see? (The suns shinin')
Ha, Fire..

(Verse 3: Mos Def)
'Cause it is deeper, sweeter, richer, crisper
Stronger reception and sharper picture
Revolve around God, and involve with niggaz
These elements I perform my scripture
And make Mos Def a classic modern figure
Brooklyn it don't matter if you holler or whisper
Your coming through clan, 'cause I'm right here wit'cha
Ain't gotta edit the slang, I got it, I'll get ya
Yo, brothers and sisters, fathers and mothers
The lovers, the leavers, the doubters, believers
The stayers, the quitters, the bitches, the niggaz
Rebel guerrillas the ghetto civilians
Y'all 'gon feel it from the first to the millionth
It's extra, ordinary and plain
I walk a thousand paces of light ahead of the game
By the time you get where I'm standing, I'll be gone
Y'all make moves, but y'all just move on

(Outro: Mos Def + (Sample))
(Let the sun shine)
I move in, and y'all must move on
'Cause I move to strong
And I know what my feet move for (Let the sunshine in)
Made it go without a brand new car
Made it fresh without a brand new song
And give a fuck about what brand you are (The suns shining')
I'm concerned what type of man you are
What your principles and standards are
You understand me y'all
Be good to your family y'all
No matter where your families are
'Cause everybody needs family y'all
Raise a hand, you understand me y'all
Everybody needs family y'all
Be good to your families dog
Understand, no matter where your families are
Everybody needs family dog
Raise a hand, you understand me pa
Thats what it is...thats my man
Family and my family Pencil Pete
My man too, all our loved ones behind the walls
All of those who still in the struggle
Masada Malia, Sundiata, Magic Mel
(Let the sun shine)
Life is real
To all the real soldiers, black people (Let the sunshine in)
We family y'all (The suns shining')
Let it be bright..
 
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EVERYONE OUT THERE, the last real dude left is tragedy khadafi! i personally have gotten teh chance to build with dude and he is the real deal. Every other rap artists from the oldschool i ever met has made there music ruined for me. kool g rap,wu tang mc's , killa bee mc's etc etc. Tragedy is locked right now in max security prison till next summer in upstate ny. Everyone out there who his music touched (thug matrix, life and death of tragedy, intelligent hoodlum to even the j.u.i.c.e crew stuff) please keep him in your thoughts.


Very inteligent / dedicated to the game, he created mobb deep basically by mentoring them and other artists. I respect a legend who can create legends not a legend who stays stagnant. aside from that peaceeeeeeeeeeee
 
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DocLeaf said:
This has nothing to do with killing, hating, or beating on women,, lol

Baby Blue - Sometimes

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=vEPU32JaJNE
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You know whatta mean (;, many stereotypes out there, and people who got an idea of rap and hiphop, mainly archieved from media, who both, don't know sh*t.
It's all 'bout the realness, right...

Gotta love Baby Blue, she's cool.. Know any real dope UK-rappers? Seems to far between the good ones, or maybe it's just me whos too lazy and not looking close enough (;


Swedish rap (in english):

LoopTroop - great track, luvs da beat'n'all - undaground
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MDb5BOage8k
 
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Quiet_Riot said:
Gotta love Baby Blue, she's cool.. Know any real dope UK-rappers?
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Yeah man,,, we rep. the Manor brrrrrr and anti-gun crime,,!

dope-UK rappers grow-up on trees and then blaze on them!

Chester P - Deep Bars

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=GwJRfuoMOXc


Skinnyman - Straight Outta Jail (please see www.wateraid.org ) bad boy turned philanthropist,, never judge a book by its cover !!

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=U9gAeWLSNKI


Mud Fam - In Da Park

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=ypsE0S7mYLw


Foreign Beggars - Hold On

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=31U6wKbaosQ



Peace peace peace
 
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JoJoDancer

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Escuchela.. la ciudad respirando

Escuchela.. la ciudad respirando

Mos Def]
The new moon rode high in the crown of the metropolis
Shinin the light bright, like who on top of this
People was tusslin, arguin and bustlin
Gangstaz of Gotham, hardcore hustlin
This ain't no time where the usual is suitable
Tonights alive, let's describe the inscrutable
The indisputable, we the New York, narcotic
Strengths in fine metal and fiber optics
where mercenaries is paid to trade hot stock tips
for profits, thirsty criminals take pockets
Hard knuckles on the second hands of workin class watches
Skyscrapers is collosus, the cost of living is preposterous,
to stay alive, you play or die, no options
No Batman and Robin, can't tell between
the cops and the robbers, they both partners, they all heartless
With no conscience, back streets stay darkened
Where unbeliever hearts stay hardened
My eagle talons STAY sharpened, like city lights stay throbbin
You either make a way or stay sobbin,
The Shiny Apple is bruised but sweet and if you choose to eat
You could lose your teeth, many crews retreat
Nightly news repeat, who got shot down and locked down
Spotlight the savages, and NASDAQ averages
My narrative, rose to explain this existance
Amidst the harbor lights which remain in the distance

So much on my mind that I can't recline
Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine
Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine
Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline (Chorus)
Heard the bass ride out like an ancient mating call
I can't take it y'all, I can feel the city breathin
Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening
Sigh before we die like the last train leaving

[Talib Kweli]
Breathin in deep city breaths, sittin on shitty steps
we stoop to new lows, hell froze the night the city slept
The beast crept through concrete jungles
communicatin with one another
And ghetto birds where waters fall
from the hydrants to the gutters
The beast walks the beat, but it's beats we be makin
You on the wrong side of the track, lookin visibly shaken
Taken them plungers, plungin to death that's painted by the numbers
with crime unapplied pressure, cats is playin God
but havin children by a lesser baby mother but fuck it
we played against each other like puppets, swearin you got pull
when the only pull you got is the wool over your eyes
Gettin knowledge in jail like a blessing in disguise
Look in the skies for God, what you see besides the smog
is broken dreams flying away on the wings of the obscene
Thoughts that people put in the air
Places where you could get murdered over a stare
But everything is fair
It's a paradox we call reality
So keepin it real will make you casualty of abnormal normality
Killers Born Naturally like, Mickey and Mallory
Not knowing the ways'll get you capped like an NBA salary
Some cats be emceeing to illustrate what we be seeing
Hard to be a spiritual being when shit is shakin what you believe in
For trees to grow in Brooklyn, seeds need to be planted
I'm asking if y'all feel me AND THE CROWD LEFT ME STRANDED
My blood pressure boiled and rose, cause New York niggaz
actin spoiled at shows, to the winners the spoils go
I take the L, transfer to the 2, head to the gates
New York life type trife the Roman Empire state

[Mos Def and crew]
So much on my mind I just can't recline
Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine
Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine
Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline
Yo don't the bass ride out like an ancient mating call
I can't take it y'all, I can feel the city breathin
Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening
Sigh before we die like the last train leaving

[spanish speaking woman] Escuchela.. respirando ??

[Common]
Yo...on The Amen, Corner I stood lookin at my former hood
Felt the spirit in the wind, knew my friend was gone for good
Threw dirt on the casket, the hurt, I couldn't mask it
Mixin down emotions, struggle I hadn't mastered
I coreograph seven steps to heaven
And hell, waiting to exhale and make the bread leavened
Veteran of a cold war It's Chica-I-go for
What I know or, what's known
So some days I take the bus home, just to touch home
From the crib I spend months gone
Sat by the window with a clutched dome listenin to shorties cuss long
Young girls with weak minds, but they butt strong
Tried to call, or at least beep the Lord, but didn't have a touch-tone
It's a dog-eat-dog world, you gotta mush on
Some of this land I must own
Outta the city, they want us gone
Tearin down the 'jects creatin plush homes
My circumstance is between Cabrini and Love Jones
Surrounded by hate, yet I love home
Ask my God how he thought travellin the world sound
Found it hard to imagine he hadn't been past downtown
It's deep, I heard the city breathe in its sleep
Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep
Deep, I heard my man breathe in his sleep
Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep

[Mos Def and crew]
So much on my mind I just can't recline
Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine
Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine
Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline
Yo how the bass ride out like an ancient mating call
I can't take it y'all, I can feel the city breathing
Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening
Kiss the Ide's goodbye, I'm on the last train leaving
 
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